Instant Millionaire novel Chapter 51

After seeking some fun from a volleyball game, those beauties decided to take a break. Besides the volleyball net were deck chairs, umbrellas, and beach blankets scattering by the court.

Some were in the deck chairs, others were on the beach blankets, all were enjoying themselves with drinks served by the wandering attendants.

Droplets of sweat welling up on those women reflected the sunlight, adding more charm to the shapes of their bodies, especially those big boobs, pandering to the greatest of a man’s dream.

“When did you receive the phone call of the Eighth Master?” One of the beauties drank some lemonade and asked the rest of them.

“I was phoned last night. Then a helicopter brought me here.”

“I got it two days ago.”

“I also did yesterday.”

......

It turned out that they had all been called one or two days before and arranged to arrive in this island by helicopter.

“So a dozen of girls here are all his girlfriends! I thought I was the one and only,” one beauty complained.

“Don’t be stupid. How long do you think the Eighth Master will stay with you in an entire year? With me, it’s 2 days though.”

“Me, only a day.”

“I’m luckier. Two days and a half.”

“Not even for a whole day.”

......

Through a round of exchanges, they found that three days was the maximum length for one visit, meaning that less than 2 months at most were spent on all of them. Then in the rest of the time, who was there for the Eighth Master? At the thought of this question, they felt a strong sense of loss.

“He is a man of such great fortunes. Even if he has countless girlfriends, I don't mind it if...”

“Right…”

“Me neither.”

......

Quincy nodded his head, realizing that all these dishes were brought here by his eighth brother. It had been 7 years since they last met. He missed his brother and recalled those childhood memories of how they frolicked together.

“Though the Master said he’d come to be with us, why do you think he gathers so many girls here this time?” a girl looked at the others curiously.

“Perhaps he is aroused by the idea of having us in an orgy...” another girl replied, with her brows lifted, but was given cold shoulders by the others. “Oh, come on! I was joking,” she aired her grievances.

“I heard that the Master’s elder brother was badly injured. He’ll take care of his brother on this island. So for some time to come, we might prepare to be in bed with him and his brother.”

This drew the attention of the rest of them immediately. Elder brother of the Master? They now had an extra target.

“Then we are here for his brother. I wonder if his brother has a handsome face as well.”

“If I fail to get the little one, I don’t mind getting his brother. Oh, I am thirsty for seeing his brother.”

“I must be wild with joy if both he and his brother fall in love with me. I’ll marry them both. I can be with the elder one on odd days and with the little one on even.”

“Elder Master, I’m gonna smother you with my E-cup boobs!” A babe cuddled her peer, who was then stuffed into her soft knockers.

“Er...” Seeing this, Quincy could barely breathe. He patted his chest, trying to get himself well. Those easy girls sounded that they were not going to be satisfied until he was completely drained.

As he coughed, he failed to escape the beauties’ notice. What a peeper there was, just as they were lost in their girl talk!

Some of them screamed in fright.

“Who the hell are you! Fuck off!”

“Your eyes shall be gouged out. Shame on you!”

“You bastard!”

“Fuck you!” A blonde put up a middle finger to Quincy. A black girl with bright shining teeth came to him, poured out her anger in some foreign language, and spat.

Quincy was bombarded without a single word to defend himself. It was quite embarrassing, as minutes ago, the girls were still thinking about putting their E-cup bosoms on his face.

“ Scram, you loser! Don’t pop up ever again!”

Alright then. Quincy gave up explaining himself. If they knew he was the Eldest Master, dozens of D-to-E cup boobs would not choke him, but seem more likely to crush his head, after all. He shook his head, turned around with the aid of a cane, about to leave.